My Answer

So much had happened and I don't even know where to begin.

First, I had a wonderful 3 months in Liverpool with my very very very precious ladies, I got dumped by my 4 years bf, and went backpacking for Europe with him and only to discover he is already in love with someone else later. Flew back to Malaysia, had some up and downs, some I-can't-live-without-you and some I-will-live-better-than-you moment. Pull myself up, got a job in Advertising Agency, got inspired by people around me, some old friends, some online video, some facebook notes, some movies, some music and very expensive ice-cream. Broke down once in a while and finally I am stabilized. I was satisfied and yet a part of me felt void.

I don't remember how it happens and why, but it is a combination of 'Water for Elephant', 'Strangers, Again by WongFu Production', my old Europe pictures and God-knows-what-else. My brain vividly formed the word and I literally say it out - WRITING.

To be very very frank, my language both spoken and written are not very strong. And yet I have always dream the job of a journalist. The sad thing is, I have never really given much thought and effort into realizing my dream. Well, from what I have learn in my jobs, writing is basically the root to all things, and most importantly, I believe it will lead me to where I want to be (even though I can't pinpoint the exact place yet :D).

I am going for this. Pinky swear!

Me in Florence, Italy.
Where I met Markus from Germany and accidentally spent 8 euro on a cone of ice-cream!